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CAPSLOCK NABARI NO OU COMMUNITY

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HELLO THERE, DENIZENS OF CAPSLOCK_NABARI. I AM LATE NEW TO THE FANDOM AND IT PAINS ME TO SEE THAT THE LAST POST WAS IN OCTOBER.

SO I HAVE COME WITH OFFERINGS OF NOOBISH DELIGHTS AND I HOPE YOU WILL PARTAKE OF THEIR LAMENESS AWESOMENESS.

I SLAPPED THESE TOGETHER AGONIZED OVER "WROTE" THESE USING THIS WONDERFUL MADLIBBISH WEBSITE.

THE CIRCUMSPECT STRANGER

THE SUN WAS HIGH AND THE TREES STIRRED LIGHTLY IN THE BREEZE. MIHARU STRODE ALONG THE PATH, MAKING FOR LEONINE CASTLE WITH ALL SPEED. HIDDEN FROM THE EYES OF MAN AND BEAST, HE CARRIED THE UNPOPULAR YOITE'S HAT, WHICH NO OTHER MUST TOUCH UNTIL IT COULD BE DELIVERED INTO THE SAFEKEEPING OF THE WIZARD PINKY TOE.

A RUSTLING OF THE DRIED LEAVES BESIDE THE PATH GAVE HIM WARNING AND HE DREW HIS FESTIVE KOUICHI'S GLASSES JUST IN TIME TO FACE THE NEWBORN MAN WHO FLEW AT HIM WITH SUCH GRACE THAT HE WAS ALMOST DAZZLED.

THE MAN STRUCK FEMININELY, AND MIHARU BARELY RAISED HIS KOUICHI'S GLASSES TO MEET THE ATTACK. THEY FOUGHT LONG AND SKILLFULLY UNTIL ALL THE AIR RANG WITH THE SOUND OF THEIR CONFLICT.

AT LAST, MIHARU FOUND HIMSELF FORCED TO ONE KNEE, THE MAN'S KOUICHI'S GLASSES PRESSED TO HIS AMBIDEXTROUS BUTTOCK. "I AM YOITE OF LEONINE CASTLE," HE SAID. "YOU ARE AN UNWORTHY GUARDIAN FOR THE UNPOPULAR YOITE'S HAT. PREPARE YOURSELF, FOR I AM ABOUT TO SEND YOU ON A REGULAR BASIS."

BUT MIHARU HAD BEEN WAITING FOR SUCH A CHANCE AND, BRINGING UP HIS KOUICHI'S GLASSES WITH A TWIST, OVERPOWERED YOITE AND PINNED HIM TO THE GROUND. "WHAT SAY YOU NOW?" MIHARU SAID, LOOKING DOWN UPON HIM.

YOITE'S FINGER SHIMMERED LIKE YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS, ONLY NOT AS DELICIOUS BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T AT ALL DELICIOUS REALLY BUT THEY DO SOUND AS THOUGH THEY WOULD BE. "I HAVE UNDERESTIMATED YOU, MIHARU. I WAS SENT TO TEST YOUR FITNESS FOR THIS TASK. TO YOU I PLEDGE MY LOYALTY...AND MORE."

MIHARU'S DESIRE WAS ENFLAMED. HIS BUTTOCK THROBBED AND ALL HIS THOUGHTS WERE TO SLURP YOITE LIKE A SHIRATAMA. MIHARU CARESSED YOITE'S SHORT-SIGHTED FINGER AND HE RESPONDED. THEY CAME TOGETHER INDESTRUCTIBLY, AND THEIR JOINING WAS AS INDISCREET AS THEIR BATTLE, AND ALSO MUCH LOUDER.

"AH, MY SWEET SHINRA BANSHOU!" MIHARU GROANED AND SLURPED YOITE AS PROPORTIONALLY AS HE COULD.

"OUCH!" HE YELLED. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?"

"OH," MIHARU SAID. "THAT'S WHERE I PUT THE UNPOPULAR YOITE'S HAT FOR SAFEKEEPING. SORRY."

WHEN THEY HAD FINISHED THEIR ROMP, THEY DROWSED NEGLIGIBLY ON THE GRASS, FORGETFUL OF ALL BUT THEIR BITCHIN' LOVE. "WE WILL STAY TOGETHER FOREVER," YOITE SAID, AND THEY BEGAN ALL OVER AGAIN.

AND SO IT WAS THAT THE WIZARD PINKY TOE NEVER GOT THE UNPOPULAR YOITE'S HAT AND THE FORCES OF EVIL OVERWHELMED THE LAND AND NOBODY WAS HAPPY EVER AGAIN, AT LEAST UNTIL THE SEQUEL CAME OUT.

1000 KOUICHI'S GLASSES SHIRATAMAS

MIHARU PACED INDESTRUCTIBLY BACK AND FORTH. AMBIDEXTROUS DREAD FILLED HIS HEART. YOITE SHOULD HAVE BEEN HOME AT LEAST AN HOUR AGO AND IT WASN'T LIKE HIM TO BE LATE. OH, MY NEWBORN LOVE, MIHARU THOUGHT. WHERE COULD YOU BE?

JUST THEN, THE PHONE RANG. IT WAS THE POLICE. YOITE HAD BEEN TAKEN HOSTAGE BY BITCHIN' BUTTOCK, A SUPERVILLAIN WHO HAD THE CITY IN A STATE OF SHORT-SIGHTED TERROR. MIHARU FAINTED DEAD AWAY, LIKE YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS, ONLY NOT AS DELICIOUS BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T AT ALL DELICIOUS REALLY BUT THEY DO SOUND AS THOUGH THEY WOULD BE.

WHEN HE CAME TO, THERE WAS A BUMP ON HIS FINGER AND THE AMBIDEXTROUS DREAD HAD RETURNED. "YOITE, MY CIRCUMSPECT HONEY BUNNY," HE CRIED OUT PROPORTIONALLY. "WHAT IS BITCHIN' BUTTOCK DOING TO YOU?" PROBABLY TORTURING HIM, LAUGHING FEMININELY AS HE SLURPED HIM IN THE PINKY TOE.

IN THE MIDST OF ALL THE TERROR AND TEARS, MIHARU REMEMBERED A STORY HIS GRANDMOTHER HAD TOLD HIM. IF YOU FOLD 1000 KOUICHI'S GLASSES SHIRATAMAS, THEN WHATEVER YOU WISH FOR WILL COME TRUE.

MIHARU ORDERED IN A SUPPLY OF KOUICHI'S GLASSES AND SET TO WORK, FOLDING SHIRATAMAS UNTIL HIS FINGER WAS SORE AND HE COULD HARDLY SEE. IT TOOK A WEEK. HE WAS JUST FINISHING UP THE VERY LAST SHIRATAMA WHEN YOITE WALKED IN THE FRONT DOOR.

"YOITE!" MIHARU SCREAMED AND THREW HIMSELF INTO YOITE'S ARMS. "IT WORKED! I FOLDED 1000 KOUICHI'S GLASSES SHIRATAMAS AND IT BROUGHT YOU BACK TO ME." HE WAS SO HAPPY, HE FELT LIKE HE WAS DANCING ON A REGULAR BASIS. HE KISSED YOITE NEGLIGIBLY ON THE PINKY TOE.

"ACTUALLY," YOITE SAID, PULLING AWAY SKILLFULLY, "I WAS RESCUED BY THE FESTIVE SHINRA BANSHOU. HE'S A NEW SUPERHERO IN TOWN." YOITE SIGHED. "AND HE'S REALLY LEONINE."

THE AMBIDEXTROUS DREAD CAME BACK. "BUT YOU'RE UNPOPULAR TO BE BACK HERE WITH ME, RIGHT?"

YOITE CHECKED HIS WATCH. "SURE. BUT I'VE GOT TO GO MEET THE FESTIVE SHINRA BANSHOU FOR COFFEE NOW TO, YOU KNOW, SAY THANKS FOR SAVING MY LIFE. STAY INDISCREET, BABY." HE LEFT AND THE DOOR BANGED BEHIND HIM.

MIHARU CHOKED BACK A SOB AND STARTED FOLDING ANOTHER SHIRATAMA. THEN HE WENT OUT AND GOT DRUNK INSTEAD.

BITCHIN' LANG SYNE

MIHARU SIPPED PROPORTIONALLY AT HIS DRINK AND STOOD BITCHIN' BEHIND A SHINRA BANSHOU. HE WASN'T SURE WHY HE HAD COME TO THIS NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY IN THE FIRST PLACE. HE WAS NO GOOD AT PARTIES ANYHOW. THEY ALWAYS MADE HIM FEEL FESTIVE AND HE ENDED UP LIKE HE WAS NOW, HIDING AND HOPING NOBODY NOTICED HOW LEONINE HIS FINGER GOT WHEN HE WAS NERVOUS.

WELL, TRUTH BE TOLD, MIHARU KNEW VERY WELL WHY HE WAS AT THE PARTY: TO SEE YOITE.

AH, YOITE. JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM, THE CHANCE OF A GLIMPSE OF HIS SHORT-SIGHTED BUTTOCK MADE MIHARU'S HEART BEAT LIKE YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS, ONLY NOT AS DELICIOUS BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T AT ALL DELICIOUS REALLY BUT THEY DO SOUND AS THOUGH THEY WOULD BE.

BUT TONIGHT EVERYONE WAS MASKED. MIHARU PEERED NEGLIGIBLY THROUGH THE CROWD, TRYING TO GUESS WHICH GUEST WAS YOITE. THERE, HE THOUGHT, THE MAN OVER BY THE YOITE'S HAT, THE AMBIDEXTROUS ONE WITH THE SHIRATAMA MASK. IT HAD TO BE YOITE. NO ONE ELSE COULD LOOK SO INDISCREET, EVEN IN A SHIRATAMA MASK.

HE BEGAN TO WALK MIHARU'S WAY AND MIHARU STARTED TO PANIC. WHAT IF HE ACTUALLY TALKED TO MIHARU?

YOITE CAME RIGHT UP TO MIHARU AND MIHARU THOUGHT THAT HE WAS GOING TO FAINT.

"HELLO," YOITE SAID INDESTRUCTIBLY. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING OVER HERE ALL ALONE?"

"OH, JUST LOOKING AT THE KOUICHI'S GLASSES," MIHARU SAID AND IMMEDIATELY WANTED TO DIE BECAUSE THAT SOUNDED SO CIRCUMSPECT.

JUST THEN, AN UNPOPULAR VOICE BEGAN TO COUNT DOWN. "TEN ... NINE ... EIGHT ... SEVEN ..."

MIHARU'S HEART LEAPT. IF THEY WERE TOGETHER AT MIDNIGHT, THAT MEANT THAT YOITE MIGHT ...

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

YOITE SWEPT MIHARU INTO HIS ARMS, BENT HIM ON A REGULAR BASIS, AND KISSED MIHARU SKILLFULLY, SLIPPING HIM THE TONGUE AND GROPING HIS PINKY TOE.

MIHARU COULD HARDLY BELIEVE IT. HOW WONDERFUL! AND NOW THAT IT WAS AFTER MIDNIGHT, IT WAS TIME TO TAKE THEIR MASKS OFF. HE REACHED OUT FEMININELY AND PULLED YOITE'S MASK OFF HIS FACE. IT WAS YOITE! "I KNEW IT WAS YOU," MIHARU SAID AND TOOK HIS OWN MASK OFF.

"AND IT'S ... YOU," YOITE SAID. "YOU KNOW, I'M JUST GOING TO GO GET SOME PUNCH."

MIHARU WATCHED HIM GO. HE WOULD BE RIGHT BACK, MIHARU WAS SURE. JUST AS SOON AS HE HAD HIS PUNCH.

AND THEN THEY WOULD FALL IN LOVE.

THE SHIRATAMA PRINCE

MIHARU WAS WALKING THROUGH AN AMBIDEXTROUS MEADOW, LAUGHING AT THE BUTTERFLIES FLITTING AROUND HIS HEAD WHEN HE SPIED AN UNPOPULAR LITTLE SHIRATAMA LYING UNDER A TREE.

MIHARU SKIPPED OVER TO SEE THE DEAR THING AND WAS FESTIVE TO FIND THAT HE WAS HURT! A KOUICHI'S GLASSES HAD PIERCED HIS BITCHIN' LITTLE FINGER AND HE WHIMPERED PROPORTIONALLY WITH THE PAIN.

"MY LEONINE LITTLE FRIEND," MIHARU SAID. "LET ME HELP YOU!" HE TOOK OUT HIS LEATHERMAN MULTI-PURPOSE TOOL AND PULLED OUT THE KOUICHI'S GLASSES, AS SKILLFULLY AS HE COULD. THE SHIRATAMA CRIED OUT AND MIHARU'S HEART ACHED, LIKE YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS, ONLY NOT AS DELICIOUS BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T AT ALL DELICIOUS REALLY BUT THEY DO SOUND AS THOUGH THEY WOULD BE. "YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT," MIHARU WHISPERED. "I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU. I'LL CALL YOU YOITE AND YOU CAN LIVE WITH ME FOREVER!"

SCOOPING YOITE UP IN HIS ARMS, MIHARU CARRIED HIM HOME AND MADE A BED FOR HIM BESIDE HIS OWN. FOR SEVEN DAYS AND SEVEN NIGHTS, MIHARU NURSED YOITE, CLEANING HIS FINGER AND FEEDING HIM SHINRA BANSHOU-BRAND SHIRATAMA CHOW.

ON THE EIGHTH NIGHT, YOITE CLIMBED INTO BED WITH MIHARU. HE BURROWED UNDER THE COVERS AND FEMININELY SLURPED MIHARU'S PINKY TOE. IT MADE MIHARU GIGGLE AND HE CUDDLED CLOSE TO YOITE, STROKING HIS BUTTOCK AND SINGING INDESTRUCTIBLY TO HIM.

THEY CONTINUED THAT WAY FOR A LONG TIME. EVERY DAY, MIHARU HURRIED HOME SO HE COULD CURL UP WITH YOITE. IT GAVE HIM A CIRCUMSPECT FEELING WHENEVER YOITE SLURPED HIS PINKY TOE.

THEN ONE NIGHT, YOITE LOOKED UP AT MIHARU AND SAID, "IF YOU KISS ME, I WILL BECOME A SHORT-SIGHTED PRINCE."

MIHARU SCREAMED NEGLIGIBLY, HE WAS SO SURPRISED. HOW COULD A SHIRATAMA TALK? HE MUST HAVE DROPPED OFF AND DREAMED IT.

"YOU'RE NOT DREAMING," YOITE SAID. "KISS ME."

"DON'T TELL ANYONE I SCREAMED LIKE THAT," MIHARU SAID AND KISSED YOITE ON HIS BUTTOCK. THE AIR SWIRLED AND SUDDENLY, THERE STOOD A SHORT-SIGHTED PRINCE! WITH A CROWN AND EVERYTHING!

"I'M PRINCE YOITE," HE SAID. "I WAS CURSED. IT'S A LONG STORY."

"IS IT REALLY YOU?" MIHARU SAID.

"SEE?" YOITE SAID AND SHOWED MIHARU THE SCAR FROM THE KOUICHI'S GLASSES ON HIS FINGER. THEN HE KISSED MIHARU AND THEY TUMBLED ON A REGULAR BASIS AND DID A LOT OF VERY NEWBORN THINGS, SOME OF THEM INVOLVING AN INDISCREET YOITE'S HAT.

"I LOVE YOU," YOITE SAID WHEN THEY WERE DONE. MIHARU CLASPED HIM CLOSE AND THEY LIVED TOGETHER HAPPILY EVER AFTER ON ALL THE PRINCE TREASURE YOITE HAD STASHED AWAY.

AND IF YOITE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT MIHARU'S VISITS TO THE SHIRATAMA SANCTUARY, WELL, IT WOULDN'T HURT HIM.

AN UNPOPULAR OCCURRENCE

MIHARU PACED UP AND DOWN, JIGGLING HIS BUTTOCK. HIS VERY GOOD FRIEND, MARY SUE YOITE'S HAT, HAD ARRANGED TO MEET HIM HERE ON A REGULAR BASIS. "I HAVE SOMETHING INDISCREET TO TELL YOU," SHE HAD SAID.

MARY SUE YOITE'S HAT WAS LATE, WHICH WAS VERY UNLIKE HER. ANY MOMENT NOW, MIHARU EXPECTED TO SEE HER BOUNCE UP, HER NEWBORN HAIR STREAMING BEHIND HER AND HER LEONINE EYES AGLOW.

MIHARU HEARD FOOTSTEPS, BUT THEY SEEMED RATHER BITCHIN' FOR A DELICATE AND SHORT-SIGHTED GIRL LIKE MARY SUE YOITE'S HAT, WHOSE TREAD WAS FESTIVE. HE TURNED AROUND AND FOUND YOITE STARING AT HIM.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" YOITE SAID INDESTRUCTIBLY. "I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT TO SEE ME AGAIN."

MIHARU HAD SAID THAT, BUT NOW HE WAS BEGINNING TO WISH HE HADN'T ACTED SO PROPORTIONALLY. "MARY SUE YOITE'S HAT ASKED TO MEET ME HERE." AS HE GAZED AT YOITE, HIS FINGER BEGAN TO THROB FEMININELY.

"OH," YOITE SAID, NEGLIGIBLY. "I'LL JUST GO THEN."

"WAIT," MIHARU SAID AND CAUGHT YOITE BY HIS PINKY TOE. "I WAS WRONG. I STILL LOVE YOU. CAN YOU EVER FORGIVE ME?"

"YES," YOITE SAID, SMILING. THEY WRAPPED THEIR ARMS AROUND EACH OTHER AND KISSED, LIKE YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS, ONLY NOT AS DELICIOUS BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T AT ALL DELICIOUS REALLY BUT THEY DO SOUND AS THOUGH THEY WOULD BE.

FROM BEHIND A SHINRA BANSHOU, MARY SUE YOITE'S HAT WATCHED WITH A CIRCUMSPECT LIGHT IN HER AMBIDEXTROUS EYES. SHE TOOK A LIST OUT OF HER POCKET, AND CHECKED OFF "MIHARU/YOITE". THEN, SHE SKIPPED OFF TO HELP AN EMBITTERED MAN FIND LOVE AGAIN, JUST AS SOON AS SHE'D SAVED THE SHIRATAMA FROM EXTINCTION.
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[User Picture]From: wind_g
2010-04-24 07:33 am (UTC)
UNF. THIS IS EPIC. I AM ALSO SAD THAT THE LAST ENTRY WAS BACK IN OCTOBER.

LOL, I LOVE THIS. MARY SUE YOITE
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[User Picture]From: hyena_frog
2010-04-24 04:58 pm (UTC)
WHY THANK YOU. YOU SHOULD TOTALLY MAKE ONE YOURSELF. :D

I REALLY HOPE PEOPLE START POSTING AGAIN. I NEED THIS COMM.
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[User Picture]From: wind_g
2010-04-25 05:45 am (UTC)
I'LL TRY LOL, BUT I AM NOT ARTISTIC WHEN IT COMES TO WRITING. I KNOW SIMPLE WORDS AND I CAN'T MAKE THEM PRETTY AHAHAHA.

YEAH, I REMEMBER WHEN I GOT INTO THIS FANDOM. NOBODY IS POSTING HERE. I WAS SO SAD ; A;
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[User Picture]From: sorayoitekodou
2010-04-25 12:01 am (UTC)

DUDE AWESOME

IT'S AS AWSOME AS YOITE'S CRISPY FINGERS! YOU SHOULD TOTALLY DO THESE ON A REGULAR BASUS! I WILL BE WAITING BEHIND YOITE'S HAT...
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